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Ever since he became a father, something horrible had started to grow inside him. Joseph felt it curling through his gut, twisting up his spine and worming through his ribcage, wrapping like a vice around his heart. It was shameful desire. It was sin.
He'd grown up in the South, a happy child from a lower-middle class family. His parents were good to him and provided everything that he'd needed. They went to church every Sunday, always bringing a plate of homecooked food for the potluck after Mass.
He went to college and earned a degree then moved back near his hometown. He married his high school sweetheart. They'd been good: they'd lived lives of chastity, rejecting college hookup culture and saving their virginity for each other.
He remembered their wedding night, peeling away layer after layer of garments until he saw his wife's pussy for the first time. She was pink and hairless, freshly-shaven. She spread herself like a blossoming flower, and Joseph took what was now his. They consummated their marriage the way God had written.
They had sex frequently throughout their marriage, eventually bearing their baby girl.
But a part of Joseph would always look back on that first night, when he had rutted into her selfishly, her virgin pussy tight around him. Her moans had filled the air, unable to contain the pain-pleasure of his large cock tainting her purity.
They named their baby girl Mary. Joseph loved her from the moment that he saw her. She was a perfect little angel—fair skin, blue eyes, and golden curls. The first time he held her in his hands, he saw her innocence and vowed not to let anybody taint it. The vow wound around him like a restraint.
As his little girl grew, so, too, did the sin inside Joseph's body. He gave himself to God, attending church services regularly, praying before meals and before rest, and begging for strength—and eventually for forgiveness, when he saw that he would not be strong enough to resist his shameful desire.
As she entered high school, Mary became a bright, diligent student. She attended Bible study during the week and volunteered at soup kitchens and the animal shelter on weekends. She was kind and she was humble, and she sang hymns beside him at church every Sunday.
His little girl grew. Soon, she wasn't little anymore: she became a curvy young lady, with full breasts and wide hips and an itty-bitty waist. He scolded her the first time she wore a V-neck shirt, the cut swooping low between her breasts. The vision wouldn't leave his eyes. He saw her in his dreams then again as he touched himself in the shower the following morning. He saw her as he begged God for forgiveness.
When he had sex with his wife, he closed his eyes and he saw his daughter again. He imagined holding that tiny waist, squeezing those wide hips, and taking her just as he had once taken her mother.
The fantasies were enough—up until Joseph's wife died. Her service was large, attended by the whole community. She'd lived a God-loving life. In return, she had been loved.
Now Mary was all he had left.
Mary was a good girl. She took on more chores after her mother died. She skipped hanging out with her friends to keep her dear dad company. She walked around the house without a bra, her tits sagging behind her shirt and pert nipples peeking through the thin fabric. Before, Joseph would have scolded her for the lack of modesty. Now he bought her sleep shorts that were a couple sizes too small, just so he could watch the way her fat ass bounced as she walked up the stairs.
"Forgive me, Father," Joseph prayed, hand moving fast over his aching cock. He pictured plush thighs spread wide. "Forgive me, forgive me!"
He was just a man. He was weak to his desires. He had the heart of a sinner, and he could not restrain himself.
When he caught Mary kissing a boy one evening when they'd claimed to be studying, something broke inside him. He shouted at the boy until he fled from their home. When he stomped back up the stairs, he found Mary sitting on the edge of her bed, her face pale and eyes red.
"I'm sorry, Daddy," she said, eyes lowered submissively. "I promise it was just a kiss. I know we aren't allowed to go further."
Joseph closed the door. "It's alright, sweetheart," he said, fighting to keep the fury from his tone. He grabbed the curtains and yanked them closed, blocking out the streetlights. The room was dim, lit only by the soft glow of the table lamp. "My little girl's growing up, huh?"
"Yes, Daddy."
He came to stand in front of her, his clothed dick inches from her face.
Mary blushed and tilted her head back to look up at him.
"Be honest with me, baby," Joseph murmured, brushing a hand gently through her curls, "are you still pure? Did you give that boy your virginity?"
"I'm pure," Mary promised. She blinked her large eyes at him, innocence shining in those baby blues.
Joseph cupped her jaw. He saw that she was telling the truth. "Good girl. Saving yourself for your daddy."
Her eyebrows furrowed in confusion.
He didn't have to consciously make his decision. Joseph knew it was now or never. He let the restraints fall. He gave in to the dirty sin that haunted him.
Mary gasped as he grabbed a handful of her hair to pull her head back. With his other hand, he took out his fat cock. It was hard and throbbing, an engorged vein running up the shaft and the tip an angry red as it leaked precum onto Mary's exposed thighs.
"Open your mouth and suck Daddy's dick," he growled.
Mary's eyes flooded with tears. "Daddy, I-I don't understand," she whimpered.
She was so pure. His voice softened. "Daddy's gonna teach you, baby." He wrapped a hand around her jaw and squeezed until her mouth opened.
"No, Daddy, please," Mary begged. She spluttered as he rubbed the head of his cock against her lips, painting them glossy with his precum.
When she tried to pull away, Joseph clasped his hands around the back of her head and held her still while he thrusted his leaking cock into her mouth. He groaned, her tongue soft and wet, like silk wrapping around his aching cock.
"Take it," he hissed, pushing deeper until she gagged. If he were a nicer man, he would have pulled back. But he remembered that boy she was going to let deflower her and he forced his cock in deeper, cramming himself down her throat. "If you want to act like a dirty slut then that's how you're going to be treated. Now take it!"
She seized, body rigid and eyes rolling back as the entirity of his long cock was forced down her throat. Her throat convulsed around him, horrible, addicting sounds coming out of her mouth as she choked and gagged.
He fucked her throat without mercy, since Joseph knew God would have no mercy for him once he was done. His heavy balls slapped against her chin, catching the drool that was pouring out of her mouth.
Right as he was riding the edge, Joseph pulled out, slapping his cock against Mary's face as she coughed and gasped, her fat tits bouncing with every heaving breath. He grabbed the neckline of her thin shirt and tore it off of her.
"You little whore," he snarled as her breasts were exposed. He pinched one of her hard nipples, pulling it harshly while she cried out. "Why aren't you wearing a bra?"
Mary sobbed. "It was more comfortable without one, Daddy." She pawed at his hand, trying to push him away. Her back arched as he switched to tease her other nipple.
Joseph shoved her onto her back and grabbed the hem of her shorts, pulling them down over her round ass. An evil sort of delight made him laugh. "No panties either."
Tears streamed down her face. She squeezed her thighs shut, trying to hide herself. But when he looked down, Joseph could see how slick she was.
He shoved her legs apart and looked at her pussy—pink and freshly-shaven. She'd lied. One way or another, she was always going to lose her virginity tonight. If she was just going to give up her purity, then it was Joseph's right to take it for himself.
He climbed up onto the bed, crawling between her legs then rubbing the tip of his cock through her folds.
"Don't do it, Daddy," Mary begged.
"You're wet, baby," Joseph said. He wedged the tip of his cock up against her tight hole. "Your body wants Daddy to rape you."
"No, no—" Mary cut herself off with a cry as the fat head entered her. "Don't, Daddy. I don't want it." But as his fat cock pushed deeper, her mouth dropped open and her eyes rolled back.
Joseph laughed cruelly. He pulled out only to thrust his cock in deeper, short, firm strokes until his cock came back red. He dragged a finger through it then pushed it inside her mouth. "That's your hymen, honey. You just let your Daddy pop your cherry." Then he grabbed her plush thighs for leverage and shoved his dick in as far as it would go.
Mary's back arched off the bed, her virgin pussy clenching tight around him. Her fingers wrapped around his biceps and squeezed, searching for stability as he opened up her tight hole. She whimpered as his thumb found her clit and rubbed slow circles.
Immediately, her cunt started leaking, friction easing as her pleasure produced slick. Joseph fucked her harder, the room filled with the loud sounds of their skin clapping together and her wet pussy getting fucked loose.
The head of his cock battered against her cervix. With every hard thrust, Mary's moans rose, pain turning to pleasure.
"I can't take it, Daddy," she begged even as her legs spread wider. "It's too big, it's not gonna fit."
"Oh, sweetheart," Joseph chuckled. He wiped the perspiration from his temple then gripped her hips. "We're gonna make it fit."
One thrust became another, then another. Finally, he yanked her back as he thrust forward and the tip of his cock pierced her cervix.
Mary wailed, her pussy pulsing around him as she came.
"Good girl," Joseph groaned, pounding into her. He didn't slow his pace even as she squirmed and her nails dug into his biceps.
"S-slower," Mary gasped. She pushed desperately at his chest, back arching when he snatched her wrists to pin them above her head. "Please, Daddy, slow down!"
Her pussy gripped him tighter and tighter. Her body felt incredible. If Joseph's sin would bar him from Heaven, then he would seek it here.
He held her wrists firmly with one hand while the other reared back to spank her. Her fat ass rippled around his hand. He squeezed, watching the flesh spill out from between his fingers then spanked her again and again, watching the skin burn red in the shape of his hand.
His little girl was a slut. Being fucked and spanked like a whore made her orgasm a second time.
She squealed as he ruined her pussy, squirting on his fat cock.
"Fuck, baby," Joseph huffed, breaths coming in gasps as his hips stuttered. "Daddy's gonna cum in your pussy, honey."
Mary whimpered, squeezing her thighs around him. "No, Daddy, not inside me," she begged.
"I can't help it, baby." Joseph growled and let go of her wrists, grabbing her wide hips with both hands to slam into her. "Your pussy feels too good."
"No, not in my pussy, not in my pussy," Mary cried, tears carving down her cheeks. "I don't wanna be pregnant!"
Joseph halted, grinding in slow and deep. He imagined his pride and joy's belly growing round with their baby, her big tits leaking milk while she waddled around their home barefoot and pregnant.
He needed it, more than he'd ever needed anything in his life. But first, he had to make her want it, too.
"Okay, sweetheart," he said as he pulled out.
Her pussy was creamy with slick and precum. From the looks of it, she might have been knocked up already.
He rubbed the head of his cock against the tight ring of her asshole. "Daddy will find somewhere else to cum."
Then he thrust inside, forcing the entirety of his large cock into her tight ass in one cruel stroke. She was even tighter here, her untrained rim squeezing around him in a vice.
She screamed, her body going stiff with pain.
Joseph leaned forward to take one of her tits into his mouth, tongue laving her sensitive nipple as he hard-fucked her fat ass.
"No, Daddy," Mary sobbed, struggling to get away but held firmly to the mattress as her daddy ruined her ass. "Not in my butt! It hurts!"
It hurt, but her clit was hard and her pussy was leaking. Joseph was a lucky man: his baby liked getting fucked loose and sloppy.
Joseph pulled off her nipple with a pop. "You didn't want it in your pussy, baby," he reminded her. He leaned back to watch as her swollen rim caught around him, pushing out of place on every penetration then clinging to him every time he pulled out.
Fresh tears streamed down her cheeks as she sobbed.
"Oh, look at those pretty tears," Joseph cooed. He gentled his hips, thrusting long and slow, full-length strokes deep in her abused ass. "Do you want Daddy to fuck your pussy again?" When she hesitated, he slammed back in, reminding her of the alternative. "Or do you want Daddy to cum in your tight ass?"
Mary's whole body trembled. "In-in my pussy, Daddy," she whimpered, voice soft as a whisper.
Joseph leaned closer. "I can't hear you, baby."
"Fuck—fuck my pussy," Mary blubbered.
"Sweet girl," Joseph murmured, hiking her legs onto his shoulders and folding her in half, kissing her forehead. "You want Daddy to cum in your pussy?"
She nodded, her breath hitching between cries.
"Tell me," Joseph demanded. He pumped his hips slowly, grinding in deep.
"Cum in my pussy," Mary whimpered.
"Who are you talking to?"
"Cum in my pussy, Daddy!"
Joseph exhaled slowly. "Good girl." He pulled out of her ass, watching the way her ruined hole gaped. He didn't bother cleaning himself off. He thrust right back into her pretty pussy, still so wet for him.
He instantly set a punishing pace, head tilting back, facing God as he defiled his daughter's previously-virgin holes. His fingers found her clit and moved fast over it, determined to wring one more orgasm out of her before he was done.
Even as she begged for him to slow down, to be gentle, to stop rubbing her oversensitive clit, Mary moaned and shook, a bright blush high on her cheeks.
Right as she was riding the edge, he pulled out and pounded into her tight ass again, watching her eyes roll back as he brought her to her first anal orgasm.
Pussy quivering, she sobbed and writhed as she squirted onto the sheets.
"That's it, baby," he said, rubbing her clit raw. "Cum on this fat cock."
He slammed back into her sopping-wet pussy, hips pistoning as his orgasm crashed over him.
"Take it, fucking take it!" he groaned, grinding his cock right up against the entrance to her womb as he filled her with his cum. He held her there through the aftershocks, determined to stuff every single one of his sperm inside.
She moaned as he pulled out, her eyes glazed over, fucked stupid.
"This is Daddy's pussy now," he warned her, spanking her cunt while she squealed and squirmed. His hand trailed back, gathering her slick and his own cum and pushing two thick fingers into her gaping ass. "And if Daddy catches you talking to another boy, he's going to punish this hole again."
He left her there, deflowered, soaked with cum and her pussy's ejaculate and squirt, her holes gaping and ruined for anybody else.
He left feeling closer to Heaven than he would ever be.